Before the glow of the pills had fully faded from everyone's palms, Chen Xin took a backpack from his Soul Tool and was about to give Wang Chuan a gleaming white soul bone. It was a left arm bone roughly two feet long, its surface flowing with dark-gold patterns. The distinctive soul ring marks of a seventy-thousand-year soul beast could vaguely be seen rising and falling between the bone seams—it was a power-type soul bone taken from a Dark Star Giant Ape. As he handed the soul bone to Wang Chuan, it still carried a faint warmth, as though it retained the savage strength the soul beast had possessed in life.
Inside the Seven Treasures Grand Hall, glazed lamps on agarwood pillars cast a warm glow. Wang Chuan stood in the center of the hall, Soul Power flowing around him like a veil as he guarded everyone while they absorbed the pills. Gu Rong sat cross-legged on the left, hands forming seals as golden streams transformed from the pills flowed through his fingertips and into his meridians. Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong sat on the right, father and daughter separated. The former's aura was steady, while the latter, still young, had a flushed little face as she struggled to guide the medicinal power through her body. Chen Xin leaned against the hall doors with his eyes closed in concentration, his swordlike brows slightly furrowed as though resisting the tremors in his meridians caused by the medicinal power's impact.
About an hour later, a powerful surge of Soul Power suddenly erupted from Gu Rong, making the candles in the hall flicker violently. He opened his eyes, his cloudy gaze filled with wild delight. He slammed both hands against the ground and shot into the air. "I finally broke through!" Waves of